The three of us got to head out to the left coast earlier this month for a short visit with G'ma Tootie, G'pa Fox, Great G'ma Coleson and of course the menagerie at the Fox Farm. It is rainy season but we were lucky to see the sun peek its head out several times. The Pacific Ocean and its rocky coastline never disappoints no matter the weather.
I thought for this post, I would just write in a fashion similar to a stream, where I just let the memories of this trip dribble out and flow along.
Pretzels and cookies for an excited Cole at Delta Sky Club; seeing the snow over the Bitteroot Mountains from high above; meeting the Hood family on the concourse at Portland Int'l as they headed east; G'ma Tootie's snack bag for our road trip; lunch at the air museum on the long ride down to Seal Rock; the hundreds of logging trucks; a glimpse of the Pacific Ocean then BAM there it is, memorized again by its rugged beauty; Violet and Cole becoming fast friends; Lily petrified of her new young guest; G'ma Tootie's treasure chest of goodies for Cole; visit #1 with G'ma Margie; lunch at Rogue Brewery; Cole feeding Coach the rabbit; walk on the beach exploring tide pools and having the rising tide get Cole wet; driving over the bridge in Newport and seeing the HUGE NOAA ships; the barking seals on the docks; the fishing boats in the harbour; lunch down in Waldport at the dive bar; the burn pile at the farm started just as it began to pour; making a tractor cake; happy dances; first sleepover for Cole, first night alone for Dave and I in five years; fancy dinner then breakfast along the harbour front; a walk through the Oregon Coast Aquarium (watched MAX the sea lion get fed); visit #2 and lunch with Great G'ma Coleson; good-bye to the coast and our loved ones; back on the plane heading home.
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